… a witch, a table with candy, and the abominable snowman.
Somewhat hidden behind her forest, but gleaming gamely, were the paired new moon and Venus — Venus brilliantly bright, and the moon elegantly thin on the horizon. A remarkably clear night for Garrett Park, which, if you’re standing in our forest, feels rural (especially with all those lonesome train whistles), but is in fact urban (part of Bethesda; close to DC).
UD is on her way, today, to Cherry Springs State Park, where she’s hoping to get some clear weather and much much more remarkable skies.
around photographing it.
Wow!
I am anxious that my milkweed is insufficient to feed this monarch caterpillar army.
Woke this morning to monarch butterfly caterpillars all over my milkweed.
*****************
UPDATE: There’s got to be a morning after…. There’s frass everywhere.
“To be perfectly frank, I feel like a lot of our clientele is fairly insulated from the current situation. I don’t think anything would change in terms of how they’re buying or collecting wine.”‘
Yep, life round these parts is jest bout the same, thanks for asking.